I don’t for a second believe this is a true story, but it was really well written and I loved it.

Ghost snacks!

Back in the early 2000s I moved in with a now ex-boyfriend. He lived in a bungalow style house in one of the neighborhoods of a large midwestern city. This happened when I was taking a personal day from work after moving in to finish getting things arranged and unpacked.

I thought about suicide every day. My ex told me it was probably the best thing for the children.

Two years ago, I got severely, awfully sick (probably the flu). I didn’t go to work for the entire week. It was all I could do just to keep myself drinking liquids and soup and shuffling to bed. The worst part was my husband was traveling for business, so I was all alone, just me and our sweet black cat Libby.

Chiflado will help you be brave!

The story with the abusive boyfriend who says to the woman “you know what I am” was one of the best, is a shame it didn’t get featured. I think it was buried too far down to get noticed. I’ll link it if I get time later

Ah, good ol’ “Look At Me”. Still scares me even after hearing it several times. The narrated, animated version was super cool though! That was neat of you guys to honor two such great stories.

Ok, here goes. Writing this out makes me want to barf. 

Around five years ago, I was a TA for an undergraduate literature course that had 300 students; there were two TAs and our job was mostly to do grading (sigh) and hand out exams and set up PowerPoints and stuff of that nature. Basically, assist the professor in all manner of tedium while she lectured. Due to a…

Awww, Hester was your Dennis.

man, damnit. i was trying to make it scary so i’d get featured ;)

i know. i think about her a lot and hope she was ok. i also hope the hospital fixed whatever flaw there was in their security that let her get out.

That’s so sad! Poor woman. :(

Right before I turned 21 I moved to a new city, transferred colleges, and got an apartment by myself. I picked a place out on the third story of a rambling old Victorian mansion - a modest studio with white metal cabinets from the 1950's and a rusted fire escape which always gave me bad feelings. It was metal, and…

My childhood home was in a small town in Indiana. It was a beautiful blue Dutch Colonial home in a neighborhood lined with huge old pine trees. Our house had been built in the 1800s and I always had a sense that it was haunted. The neighborhood was filled with kids my age and all the families got together for summer…

1) omg yessssss! It’s the most wonderful time of the year!

this is what happens when help is not available.

Pro-choice or pro-life, we can all agree that this is horrific. But by all means, let’s continue to restrict availability and access to safe and legal abortion, the vast majority of which will occur long before 24 weeks.

this is what happens when help is not available.